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I ache and swell in a hundred places, but mostly in the middle of my heart.
Bruno Munari, Tutti diversi – tutti assieme, 1989 [Private Collection]
do you ever feel nostalgic for another version of yourself from the past?
I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we are all defined by something we can’t change.
Simon Van Booy | The Illusion of Separateness (via blogut)
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except he didn’t and I only wish he was that person.
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What’s in store for me in the direction I don’t take? - Adam Lupton
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Every time I come back you remind me why I chose to be 3000km away from your miserable ass. If I could, I’d go even further.
I can’t understand or get my head around how someones hobby can be to make everyone else’s life miserable. Like how can this be your way of life? Do you realize that me being a shit person doesn’t make you a better person? And I mean that on a genetic level too. Do you realize that you talking shit about me or telling me how useless I am discredits your genetics?
You are such an ass it’s incredible. It’s no wonder that I felt like a piece of shit when I was in high school. See, I thought I’d outgrown myself, and I’d become more self-confident because of me; but I was so insanely wrong. I was fine all along, and there was nothing for me to outgrow. It was you who always made me feel crap about myself to the extent that I started to question my abilities too. And here I am again, thinking the same old stuff. What I need to learn is not to love myself but to hate your guts to the extent that I no longer care what you think or say or do. I need to learn that you’re a miserable fuck who will never be satisfied with anything.
I couldn’t see it then, but the reality was you weren’t the ying to my yang. I really wanted you to be, but you just weren’t.
drive in [blue velvet, 1986]
Kurt Cobain, 1989